(DISCLAIMER: I do NOT condone the abuse of minors in any way, shape, or form. This story is merely a fantasy in which I regressed my character's age within my own mind in an attempt to feel more submissive. I'm into ageplay for that reason. Nicholas is very much a part of myself and I am a consenting adult. If you do not like this kind of thing, feel free not to read.)

Chapter One

It had never occurred to Nicholas Ferrell that he had reason to fear being kidnapped. After all, it was girls who got kidnapped, not guys. Well, okay. He knew it could happen, but he assumed it would be a man who snatched him up if anything. Certainly not a woman.

It happened in the summer of 2008. Nicholas liked to hang out with his friends at the local swimming pool and a woman named Amanda MacDonald was the new lifeguard.

"She's smoking hot, isn't she?" Nicholas' twin brother Nick said. The two were identical, with short blonde hair and brown eyes. The only difference being that Nick had a wider look about him than Nicholas. He was gawking at the voluptuous blonde woman who was patrolling on the lifeguard chair in nothing but a bikini.

"I dunno." Nicholas shrugged. He was shyer about girls than his horndog of a brother.

"Come on. Admit it. You wish you could bone her."

 "I mean, I guess she's pretty." Nicholas's cheeks burned bright red at Nick's vulgarity. He had no filter sometimes. "But, she's a lot older than us."

"So? Ever heard of the song Stacy's mom?" Nick smirked.

"I think I'll stick with Stacy..." Nicholas mumbled, diving back into the water to block out the sound of his brothers laughing. He didn't want to think too much about it.

Nicholas planned to join the swim team when he was in high school so he was trying to prepare himself. He liked the water. It was soothing. When he came back above water, he noticed Amanda's eyes on him. He didn't think too much of it at the time. She was probably just making sure he wasn't going to drown. It was her job.
 
After a couple of hours of goofing off in the water, Nick decided he was going to head home. He looked over at Nicholas.

"You coming?"

"Nah. I think I wanna stay and practice some more."

"You overachiever. You know you're going to look like a shriveled prune when you finally get out." Nick taunted playfully.

"I'll be an old man." Nicholas chuckled, not leaving the water.

"Okay. I'll be sure to get that walker out of the attic for when you get home."

"Tell mom I won't be long."

"Okay, see ya later," Nick said, waving goodbye.

Nicholas started doing some laps in the water, excited to improve. He was tired of being a nobody, stuck in Nick's shadow. Nick was more outgoing and social whereas Nicolas was more withdrawn. Everyone knew Nick. Everyone preferred Nick and for so long Nicholas had just accepted it. Well, not anymore. Things would be different next year.

Nicholas wanted to make something of himself. Swimming was going to be his thing. He was going to be known for it. It would make him stand outside of the crowd and give him something to talk about while socializing with his peers. He never knew what to say. This would be the answer to all of his problems.

He continued to swim for a couple hours more, completely losing track of time. He hadn't even noticed everyone heading out of the pool. The sound of Amanda's whistle brought him back to the present. He looked up at her apologetically.

"Sorry, Ma'am." He said, hastily getting out of the pool. "I apologize. I was just getting ready to head out."

He looked at the sky and groaned. It would be dark by the time he got home. His mom was going to kill him.

"It's quite alright, Nicholas." Amanda smiled pleasantly.

Nicholas looked up with a flicker in his eyes. Usually, people confused him for his twin. He couldn't help feeling a little giddy that the beautiful lifeguard could tell them apart.

"Do you need a ride home?" She questioned.

"Uh...it's okay. Don't worry about it."

"It's really not a problem, Nicholas." She said in a saccharine voice. "It's getting late. I couldn't live with myself if something happened to you and I could have stopped it."

Nicholas was blushing again. He had never received such flattery from a girl-er-woman.

"O-Okay. If you're sure. I could even pay you. I got my allowance today." Nicholas said eagerly, grabbing his towel and drying himself off. "How much do you want?"

"Oh, don't you go offering me money simply for being a good samaritan. " Amanda scolded playfully.

"Okay." Nicholas submitted, embarrassed by his lack of social skills. "Thank you."

Amanda led him to her car after he pulled his T-shirt on and was dried properly. He couldn't tell you what kind of car it was. He didn't know a lot about cars. He never found them interesting the way Nick did. He just knew it was nice. He got in the passenger side with a timid smile. He could just hear Nick going on and on about how lucky he was to have gotten a ride from Amanda Macdonald.

Amanda was about to get into the driver's seat before stopping herself. "You want anything to drink? I've got a cooler in the back seat. It's got juice, water, and bottled lemon tea. Take your pick. I think I'm going to have some water."

"Uh, okay. Sure." Nicholas said, "A tea would be nice."

Amanda nodded and pulled one out and offering it to him with a kind smile. He took it with a shy thank you and drank it down. It had a bit of an odd taste to it, but he was too polite to inform her. He continued drinking it so he would have an excuse not to talk. He was too anxious. He couldn't understand why his mind always went blank in social situations.

Over time, Nicholas found himself starting to get increasingly dizzy. His eyelids felt heavy and he felt his head starting to spin. He tried to speak, but words wouldn't form.  It briefly occurred to him that he hadn't given Amanda his home address and she hadn't asked. He wanted to tell her, but everything felt like too much effort. His vision started to blur and darkness enveloped him.

This looks promising. Keep it going.

[amandablonde]

Nicholas did not know how long he had been unconscious. But as he groggily came to his senses it was obvious that something dramatic had happened. He found himself naked in a windowless, wood panelled room. Worse, Nicholas found that he was tied hand and foot on a low wooden bench. He lay spreadeagled and face up, staring at a blank screen above his head. He cried out for help. Initially there was no reply. However, after he had been crying out for several minutes and attempting to struggle vainly in his bondage, a hidden voice came over a loudspeaker:

“Ah, you are awake Nicholas. That is good”

“Who are you? Where am I”

A rich feminine laugh echoed around the room.

“Try harder Nicholas. I think you know who I am”

“Ms MacDonald?”

“Correct. Well done. You are a smart boy”

“Why am I here? Please let me go!”

There was more laughter.

“Oh Nicholas, you are here for my pleasure darling boy! And of course I could never let you go. Not now”

“What are you going to do with me? Please don’t hurt me!”

“Nicholas, Nicholas, calm yourself. Hurt is a relative term. As I said you are here for my pleasure. That may lead to you feeling some discomfort, even pain, and probably shame and embarrassment. That will pass I assure you. I anticipate that in due course you may begin to enjoy what I do to you. I intend to work you like a piece of clay until I make you into the sort of vessel I want. I will change you Nicholas but it will be for the better. I am quite sure of that.”

Nicholas strained to see where the voice was coming from. The light in the room was quite dim, and although he could make out the wood panelled walls and the screen above his head much of the room was in darkness. Gradually the intensity of the light over the bench where he was bound increased, leaving everything outside the circle of light in darkness. Nicholas heard footsteps on the hard concrete floor of the room. The sharp sound made by stiletto heels on a hard surface. Then, unexpectedly, Amanda stepped into the circle of light. She was wearing a tight fitting figure hugging little black dress, and insanely high heels. Her blonde hair cascaded down to her shoulders. She smiled at Nicholas who gazed upon her beautiful form in a mixture of awe and fear. Amanda wore long black silk gloves on her arms. With one gloved finger tracing a line over his face and down his body to his groin Amanda circled around Nicholas’s bound form.


“Mmmmm, very nice; very nice indeed…” said Amanda in a low voice, as she let it trail off.

“Shall we have a little fun together Nicholas?” Amanda asked rhetorically.

Nicholas was stunned and afraid. His mouth worked but no words came out. Amanda continued smoothly.

“I will take silence as consent…”

Amanda moved to a nearby table and selected a remote control. She pressed a button and the screen above Nicholas’s head sprang into life. Amanda pressed several more buttons and a movie began playing. It was a pornographic movie showing adult women having oral, vaginal and anal sex with young teen and even pre teen boys.

“Watch the movie Nicholas. I will take care of everything else, trust me. Just relax and watch the movie.”

As she spoke Amanda let one gloved hand slide down Nicholas’s abdomen, until she reached his genitals. Her hand cupped his balls as Amanda leaned forward and brought her other gloved hand around his still flaccid cock, beginning to slowly stroke him.

Panic riveted through Nicholas when he realized his predicamate. Goosebumps crawled menacingly over his skin as he tried to process everything that was happening. The horrific images of abuse on the screen above him combined with the invasive stimuli from Amanda's touch had him in a panic. He he never been touched like this before and had never expected such a violation from an adult. Much less a woman. He always thought that women were inately maternal with a natural drive to protect and nurture kids rather than hurt them and use them for their own twisted pleasure.

"M-Ms Macdonald, please s-stop." He stammered, trying to control his breathing. "This is wrong. It's sick. I'm a minor."

Nicholas knew that this fact clearly didn't matter to her, but he figured there was no harm in trying to reason with her. He was sickened by the images of the boys on the screen being violated and closed his eyes in an attempt to block it out. He could shut out the visuals, but not the sounds. An uncomfortable lump rose in his throat.  Involuntary waves of pleasure spiked up his body as Amanda worked her hand over his penis which was gradually stiffening from her touch. He tried to squirm his hips away, but he couldn't escape her touch.

"You could go to prison for this!" Nicholas informed her. "You'll get caught! My parents have me microchipped so the police will probably be here any moment now!"

He was lying, of course. Still, he hoped that the threat of it would convince Amanda that he wasn't worth keeping around and that she would face major consequences if she didn't release him.

"Look, if you let me go, I won't report you. I know people probably say that to you all the time, but I actually mean it." Nicholas insisted, his breath hitched. "I'd be too embarrassed to tell anyone about this. I don't like a lot of attention on me so telling everyone I was kidnapped and touched like this would actually be really bad for me. I just want to go home."

He wasn't sure how much of what he was saying was true. On one hand, he would feel ashamed to tell anyone that he was taken by a woman and violated like this, but on the other hand, he knew that if he didn't tell anyone then other kids could be taken.
Amanda continued to stroke his shaft and fondle his testicles, causing his face to burn bright red. The feeling was that of intense pleasure and yet, the stimuli was almost too much for him to handle. He had admittedly touched himself, but it was a totally different experience to have someone else do it. He squeezed his eyes shut, waiting for a response from his kidnapper.

[amandablonde]

Amanda smiled at Nicholas' childish threats and pleas.  She slowly stroked his hardening cock, while urging him to look at the images and listen to the sounds from the screen above his head:

"Nicholas, Nicholas, please don't upset yourself.  Don't fight against the inevitable.  Look at the screen.  See how those women are taking turns to suck on the cock of that pubescent boy!"

Amanda leant forward and, with both of her gloved hands now grasping the base of his cock, she took Nicholas's penis into her mouth. She ran her tongue around the head and along both sides of the shaft. Nicholas squirmed and twisted in his bonds but there was no escaping the pleasure that coursed from the head of his penis deep into the pleasure center of his brain.  He was fully erect now and his cock was throbbing and twitching.  Amanda laughed in pleasure as she continued to suck for a few moments more, and then withdrew Nicholas' cock from her mouth while still stroking it.

"Why would you want to see me punished Nicholas?  Why, when I am being so nice to you?  Sex is natural.  Sex is good.  Learning about sex from a mature woman is a gift for a young boy like you!"

Amanda directed Nicholas' attention back to the screen where four women held a young teen boy naked on his back while a fifth rode his cock cowgirl style.

"I think it's about time" said Amanda softly.

The beautiful woman rose and easily slipped out of her little black dress.  She kicked off her high heels and pulled off her gloves.  She wore no bra over her small breasts and lastly pulled down her simple black panties.  Underneath she was waxed smooth.  Amanda raised her arms high above her head, displaying her wonderful body for the boy, and then dropped onto her haunches between his legs.  Crawling forward, Amanda once again took Nicholas' cock in her mouth.  This time she sucked on him more eagerly, more urgently.

On the screen the sounds and images became more violent, and more depraved.  Young boys were being masturbated into the open waiting mouths of women.  Women held other women and girls down while they forced young boys to penetrate them.  Boys were forced to rape their own mothers and sisters.  A boy was bound to a wooden pole while a tiny girl child was driven onto his cock, while two women kept it hard by licking and stroking it.  Nicholas was both appalled and transfixed as he watched these scenes as Amanda continued to suck on his cock.

Taking her mouth off his cock again at last, Amanda asked simply: "Are you ready for me Nicholas?"

He did not reply.  Amanda laughed softly and climbed up onto his body, positioning herself over his hard, throbbing penis.  Holding it with one hand Amanda descended while guiding Nicholas' cock into her creaming bald vagina.  As she impaled herself on the boy's cock Amanda sighed a sigh of deep, perverted pleasure.  She began to ride him now, her hands on his shoulders and looking hard into his face.

Amanda continued to speak in a low voice as she fucked Nicholas, telling him how good his cock felt inside her and how wonderful it would be to feel his cum shooting up into her womb.  Amanda extolled the virtues of rape, explaining that the purest form of sex was rape and that the urge to take and be taken was universal.

"I am raping you now Nicholas but I am showing you how.  You love this don't you?  You love the feel of this.  Pretend that you are raping me.  Pretend that you are holding me down and raping me rather than the other way around.  You like that?  Your cock tells me that you do!"

And indeed Nicholas' cock was throbbing and twitching in response to Amanda's words and stimulation.

On the screen the scenes of violent rape were reaching their climax.  Women were using strap ons to rape little girls while others sucked and fucked young boys in a circle of depravity.  Screams filled the air along with cries of lust.  Nicholas could feel his orgasm building.  He had been masturbating now for over a year and he was very familiar with the rush of exquisite pleasure that came with orgasm.  Sensing this, Amanda rode him harder and faster, using her vaginal muscles to coax the boy over the edge.  Slowly, slowly, he came closer and closer to climax.

When he came Nicholas came with a rush.  He bucked his hips up as he came, spurting a torrent of warm semen deeply into Amanda's massaging vagina.  The wicked woman raised her arms in triumph, timing her own orgasm to that of the boy's.  Amanda's vagina spasmed and she milked the boy's penis hard as waves of pleasure swept over her.

"YES YES YES YES YES!!!!!!"  Amanda cried at the top of her voice.  This was truly a triumph of depraved lust!

Nicholas was gasping out cries of both horror and pleasure as he emptied himself inside of Amanda. All of the intense sensations and the magnitude of the situation were riveting to his young mind and body. He had never seen, heard, or felt such things and it was almost too much to bear. But, he couldn't deny that his body had responded to the lust-driven circumstance. He had never shot such a massive load in his life. A part of him had gotten off on Amanda's words, his own rape, and apparently the rape of others as well. A part of him had gotten off on those videos. Why else would he have ejaculated? Didn't ejaculation happen when a guy was aroused? What was wrong with him? Why would something like this arouse him?

Shame crept over him and he simply sobbed after Amanda was finished with him. He was a bundle of nerves afterward, his cock softening again and any lust that he had felt in the moment drained from him. He was overcome with panic.

"C-Can I go home now?!" Nicholas pleaded with desperation. "Y-You had your fun! Can I just go home now?!"

"No, Nicholas." Amanda silenced him.  "I still have so much more to teach you."

Rage snapped in him. "I don't want to learn! I just want to be as far away from you as possible!"

"Are you telling me that you didn't have any fun at all, Nicholas?" She asked, batting her eyelashes knowingly.

"NO!" Nicholas bellowed, his heart pounding in his chest. "I HATE YOU! YOU AND ALL OF THE ADULTS IN THAT VIDEO ARE DISGUSTING PERVERTS!"

"Oh, yes. Yes we are." She chortled, only making Nicholas angrier. "Well, you may not have enjoyed it, but your cock sure did."
Amanda leaned down, giving the tip of his now flaccid penis a small peck. Nicholas groaned, throwing his head back with frustration and embarrassment.

"You got hard for a reason, Nicholas. Your teenage body wanted to be taken by a beautiful, mature woman like myself."

"You're not beautiful! You're hideous! You're the most disgusting woman I've ever seen and I don't want you anywhere near me!"

Of course, Nicholas knew that Amanda was a gorgeous woman, but he wanted to cut her down and make her feel as small as he felt. He wanted her to understand that she hadn't won and that she never would.

"Oh, Nicholas. You're simply grieving."

"Grieving what?!" When Nicholas heard the word grieving, his mind always went straight to death. Chills ran down his spine a moment. Had she killed someone that he knew? Images of Nick in a coffin came to mind. Maybe she had accomplices who had taken him and murdered him. Maybe he was next.

"Your innocence," Amanda responded, giving him some relief despite the unpleasantness of her statement. "I've taken it away and will continue to do so. It's only natural for you to feel angry." She cooed, stroking the side of Nicholas' face almost lovingly. Tears trickled down his cheeks at her words. "But, you'll get over it with time. They all do. You just need to trust me. You'll have so much fun. I promise."

She ran her hand down his bare chest and he twisted away from her the best that he could manage, shouting at her to leave him alone until his throat was raw. She let out a small chuckle and obliged, much to his surprise. He was alone in the room now. Alone with his thoughts and feelings. He had never felt more different than his brother than in this moment. Not only was he the socially inept twin with no major accomplishments under his belt. Now the tainted twin. The used twin. The traumatized twin.

The corrupted twin?

Nicholas shuddered. He wondered why Amanda had chosen him. He couldn't understand why he was the one to be taken instead of the charismatic Nick. He was certain Nick would have known how to handle this better than him. He'd probably come up with some clever way to manipulate his way out of the situation or at least handle it with more grace. Perhaps that was precisely why he wasn't the chosen one.

Nicholas was a prime target for predators. He was shy, withdrawn, and maybe a little too compliant. He had always been a people pleaser. Or maybe he was just plain stupid. Nick had always been smarter. Maybe it was simply a matter of circumstance. He was in the right place at the right time. Regret weighed down on him. He thought about everything that he could have done to avoid his current circumstance. In the end, it only depressed him further and he drifted off into a fitful slumber.

Occasionally he would be awoken by new clips of video footage on the screen above him, trying to avoid looking. But, he couldn't avoid the sounds. He also couldn't avoid feeling his cock stiffening at the sound of the moaning. Disgusting! He tugged at his binds, tempted to touch himself in search of relief.

Amanda sauntered into the room on more than one occasion, offering sweetly to help him out herself, but he harshly rebuffed her despite his desperation to get rid of his hard erection. Amanda also offered him food and drink in which he also rejected until the hunger pangs got the better of him and he agreed. She agreed to feed him a meal at a time, only if he agreed to actually watch a portion of the pornography provided as well.

He hated himself for doing it, but he knew that if he wanted to survive this ordeal, he needed to comply to certain things no matter how unpleasant. As he watched the screen, he found his hips involuntarily rutting forward in a rhythmic manner as he watched the naked bodies engaging in twisted and perverse actions on the screen. His dick was aching and in desperate need of pleasure. He didn't want to want it, but it was too hard to deny that his body did. 

The heat rose to his cheeks and his eyes trailed over to Amanda, silently pleading. He wanted to touch himself so badly.

"Please unbind my hands." He begged, "I'll do anything."

[amandablonde]

"Anything?" enquired Amanda with a touch of menace in her voice.  She was still naked and stood in the circle of light facing Nicholas, her hands cupping her beasts as she spoke.  "Would you really do anything for me Nicholas?  You find me sexy don't you? Despite all your complaints, you desire me and what I represent.  You want me Nicholas, admit it!  You want me to teach you all about lust, and rape and perversion don't you Nicholas.  Admit it!"

Nicholas was quietly sobbing, unable to move but desperately wanting to masturbate.  He was close to breaking point.

Amanda moved in for the "kill".

"Tell me again Nicholas.  Tell me you will do absolutely anything I ask if I allow you to masturbate.  Agreed?"

"Agreed" responded Nicholas in a small voice, his hands twisting in their eagerness to get to his cock.

Amanda laughed in triumph.  "Then perform for me a small service and I will release your hands"

"Yes, anything, ANYTHING!" exclaimed Nicholas, with mounting excitement in his voice.

"Good boy" cooed Amanda as she walked to Nicholas' head, one hand tracing up his chest and caressing his face.  She cupped both her hands behind his head and straddled his face with her hips, rubbing her moist labia over his mouth.

"Suck me Nicholas, make me cum and then I will allow you to masturbate.  Now use your tongue to lick me...."

Amanda's voice trailed off with a sigh of pleasure as Nicholas' tongue probed into the folds of her bald waxed pussy.

"AAAAHHHHHHHH......." Sighed Amanda in delight. She moved her hips over Nicholas' face, rubbing her clit on his lips and tongue.  Her hands held his head steady as she worked him under her, pushing him to push her over the edge once more.  Amanda ground her sex over Nicholas' face, using him as her personal vibrator to get herself off.

Slowly, Amanda's pace and force increased until she was twisting and grinding her hips over the boys face, her breathing fast and shallow and her face a mask of depraved delight.  Then suddenly Amanda paused, tensed and bucked her hips forward, and then repeatedly bucked again and again as her climax overtook her, like a tidal wave taking all before her!  Amanda let out a long guttural howl of lust, like a she wolf devouring her prey.  Her body was covered in a sheen of sweat as she slowly ground her hips over the bound boy's face and came down from her high.

At last Amanda stepped off Nicholas, and caressed his face once again: "Very good boy.  I am proud of you.  Not all boys could do that for a woman.  Now I will keep my part of the bargain."  Nicholas turned his face to her with pleading eyes, his face streaked with the juices from her vagina.  Amanda busied herself, strapping his head to the wooden bench on which he was restrained.  His head and neck were now immobilised and his legs were still bound.  Amanda then released his arms.  He could not lash out at her due to the restraint on his head.  She need not have worried.  Nicholas' hands went straight to his cock.

Amanda moved back to the table where she had put the remote control.  Picking it up Amanda brought the screen above Nicholas' head back to life.  Pressing a few buttons Amanda selected a child rape movie for Nicholas to watch as he masturbated himself.  The movie began at once, as Nicholas began to stroke his cock.  With his head restrained he had no option but to watch the movie.  It showed four women and a young teen boy Nicholas' age accosting a pre teen girl at a playground in a park.  The girl tries to run away but the women and the boy chase her.  They catch her and drag her into a sheltered glade.  With the girl screaming the women hold and strip her and then hold her down on the ground spread eagled for the boy to rape.  Slowly the boy stripped as the women encouraged him.  When he was naked he moved around the circle of women as he held his hard teen cock for them.  Each one kissed and licked his cock and urged him to rape the girl as brutally as he could.

Amanda kneels next to Nicholas' head and caresses his face and upper body as he masturbates.  Amanda whispers in his ear: "See Nicholas.  See the women hold the girl for the boy to rape.  It is a perfect partnership don't you think?  They control him but he controls her.  Watch him ram his beautiful cock hard into her pink bald pussy.  Listen to her screams!  Watch how she thrashes and struggles.  Imagine it is you raping her Nicholas!  Imagine it is your cock ramming into her tight young cunt!  Doesn't it feel great!"

Nicholas could not deny it did feel great.  He used both his hands to masturbate wildly as he was forced to watch the child rape movie.  Amanda was there next to him, encouraging him and urging him on.  She sensed that he was getting close.  Quickly she shimmied down beside his body and put her face right over his cock.

"Cum for me Nicholas!  Cum right now! Cum all over my face!"

Nicholas panted with desire, on the point of no return.  His eyes danced between the scene of the screaming, struggling girl being gang raped by the boy and the women and Amanda's eager face hovering above his engorged cock.  There was no turning back now. He was about to cum.

Nicholas let out a shriek and shuddered as he orgasmed, and ropes of thick rich boy cum spouted out of his cock, splattering all over Amanda's face.  She laughed in delight and began smearing his cum over her face with her hands as more cum followed, splattering over her face, her forehead and her hair.  It seemed to go on for ever, and Amanda could not get enough of it.  The perverted woman was bathed in Nicholas' cum and was triumphant.

Nicholas' chest heaved as he had his release. He couldn't believe what he had resorted to in order to get it. Memories of the first forced blowjob and rape he'd received along with her lower zone grinding on his face egged on his orgasm along with all of the disturbingly arousing sounds and imagery he was being exposed to. He also couldn't believe that he had given into the temptation hanging before him.

Nicholas had never had an interest in younger girls. He had never had fantasies of wanting to hurt anyone like the boys on the screen. Of course, he had never been exposed to such things before. The only form of sexual activity that he had ever been exposed to was talk from boys around his age and the occasional peek at porn magazines, but nothing serious. Nothing violent. He didn't understand that he was at the prime age for molding. That what he took in now was going to help form what he responded to. His body was taking what it could get and responding accordingly.

Nicholas found himself in an almost robotic state. His body felt floaty and light. It was almost as if he were outside of it. A certain dissociation and adaptation had taken over him. He was detached from the panic, depression, and grief for the moment and was left with a numb curiosity. He was a mere observer, trying to analyze his circumstances as though it were nothing but a movie on the screen like the one that Amanda had been making him watch this entire time. He felt calm and confident. Like he could solve the puzzle with enough effort.

 His eyes landed on Amanda who intentionally allowed her face to be plastered in white. Seeing the woman relishing in his jizz was a strange experience for him. He couldn't fathom why she didn't feel degraded. After all, her face was covered in a fourteen-year-old boy's spunk. He didn't understand why would she want that and why it would bring her pleasure instead of shame. Was it because his body had rebelled against his mind and succumbed to the bliss that she had forced onto him against his will or was it because she was making him respond to the perversions on the screen?

What struck him as most odd was that the videos she made him watch involved boys his age being primed for power against girls. Nicholas couldn't understand why a woman would want a boy to be in power. As far as he was aware, that was against the rules of feminism. Did Amanda want to take power away from Nicholas or give him power? Did boys his age gaining pleasure and power give women pleasure? It wasn't congruent with what he had come to learn over the years about sex. He always thought that sex was supposed to be a loving act. Or at the very least about one person gaining pleasure from using another. He didn't see why Amanda and the women on the porn movies wanted the boys to receive or take the pleasure. Maybe he was thinking too much into it. But, he wanted to understand. Maybe if he could understand her then he could reason with her.


Amanda left him alone again, but continued to play the videos for him as the days passed by, this time leaving his hands free but kept his head in place so that the only way he could avoid the video was by closing his eyes. He hated it, but hours upon hours of only seeing the backs of his eyelids became dull. Besides, the sound of erotic gasps and moans didn't help anything. His mind began to compensate for the lack of imagery and played previous images or entirely new ones that his mind crafted for him. Mostly involving him and Amanda.

The movie in his head involved her sucking him off, a glint of dark satisfaction in her eyes as his hips bucked eagerly for more. She led him to a large dungeon with young girls, urging him to sheath his throbbing dick between their kicking legs. Shrill, girlish screams erupted as he pounded away like a madman. He shuddered, trying to will the sight away. He didn't want to be corrupted. He was satisfied to see that his erection softened at these thoughts and that he still felt intense distress at the idea of raping a young girl.

What made his cock rise back to attention were the thoughts of being used by older women. Particularly Amanda. He was enraged at the thought. This bitch had snatched him away from his life and was using him like a toy! He didn't want to respond favorably to that in any sense. Alas, the image of her face drenched in his cum wouldn't leave his mind. The feeling of her walls clenching tightly around his cock, milking it for all it was worth was plaguing him with a flurry of confusing emotions and a torrent of his own cum splattering onto his legs. What was wrong with him?

Later, Amanda returned with a bucket, soap, and a rag and began cleaning him invasively, paying special attention to his penis and balls. He blushed, refusing eye contact with her as she did so, but he couldn't deny that the attention felt good. Almost comforting.

"Ms. MacDonald, you say I'm here for your pleasure," Nicholas said, his tone steady.  "And I could understand it if you were just doing 'stuff' to me."

He couldn't bring himself to say rape in relation to himself. It would make it all too real. He let out a small moan as she lathered the soap-covered rag over his shaft. He took a deep breath and continued as though it hadn't happened. He couldn't let her know that she had an effect on him.

"I could understand it if you were just doing stuff to me and that was it, but you're doing so much more than that. What is it about making me watch videos like this that gives you pleasure? If you like the videos, why don't you just watch them yourself? If you like the idea of young girls being r-raped, why don't you just rape them yourself? I mean, I get that you don't have a p-penis or anything, but I mean, you could get a strap on and do it."

He had learned of strap on's from a boy in school. He wasn't advocating for young girls to be raped or anything, but he wanted to grasp Amanda's thought process. He wanted to see if he was dealing with a pile of logical fallacies or if there was a method to the madness. 

They control him but he controls her.  He remembered her saying that, but he didn't understand why there was a need for control. Was it all about lust or was there more to it? Was there a need that wasn't being met that could stop this kind of thought process or was trying to figure it out all futile?

[amandablonde]

It was clear to Amanda that Nicholas was confused and that he did not understand what was really going on.  Amanda chose not to try to explain the details of her plan, or her motivation for it.  That was because revelation of the truth would alter Nicholas' behaviour and that may not be a direction that Amanda favoured.  So she gave Nicholas an inconsequential answer that left most of his questions hanging.

To herself Amanda was honest.  This was all about corruption of the innocent.  That what truly drove Amanda.  Of course she did not need Nicholas to rape a child in order to get off.  She could do that herself.  But what really pushed Amanda's buttons was the thought of Nicholas WANTING to rape a child.  At the moment the thought remained appalling to him, and he would not be able to bring himself to do it.  But Amanda planned that to change.  The pornography, the masturbation, the rewards and, if necessary, the punishments were all directed towards that end: the changing of the boy's psychology to the point were he would crave to do what had formally terrified and revolted him.

Amanda was herself corrupt and perverted but she wanted to make others into duplicates of herself.  Amanda had a circle of friends who shared her tastes but she wanted to corrupt and pervert anything that was innocent and "good".  Amanda sought the triumph of evil over good and Nicholas represented the good of innocence.  That would change.

And so Amanda continued her program of mind alteration.  She kept Nicholas shackled when he was not bound on the wooden bench.  She bound him on the bench for several hours each day, forcing him to watch child rape movies as she masturbated him, or sucked him off.  She allowed him to masturbate for her as a reward.  She told him that watching him masturbate as he watched child rape pleased her.  And so it did.  Little by little Amanda's program was having an impact on Nicholas' psychology.  He was gradually beginning to associate rape with pleasure.  Amanda's goal was to so corrupt the boy's mind that he would need to rape in order to satisfy himself.  And so another innocent would be added to her stable of evil.

The first time Amanda showed Nicholas a snuff movie she promised him a reward if he masturbated to orgasm while he watched it.  But he had to cum at the point that the child was snuffed.

"What is the reward?" asked Nicholas, uncertainly.

"Me" replied Amanda simply.

"So I get to fuck you if I do as you want?"

"That's right.  I will let you fuck me any way you want.  You will be free to do whatever you want with me....agreed?"

Nicholas paused.  His mind was racing.  There was so much that he would like to do with Amanda.

"OK" he replied at last.

Amanda tousled his hair and smiled: "good boy!"

Then she bound Nicholas to the bench with his hands free and turned on the movie.

In short, Amanda was not simply raping Nicholas' body; she was also raping his mind.

 
Hey Amanda, I see you too collaborate. 

If you check in Women Raping Men you'll find a new story I've just completed, called Stella's Coq Sport.

Let me know if it works for you.  By request, I removed the snuff version, but if you're interested I can send it.

Regis